Apathy [Lemonade Poem, Part 4]

So what are you gonna say at my funeral
Now that you've killed me?
Here lies the body of the love of my life
Whose heart I broke without a gun to my head
Here lies the mother of my children
Both living and dead
Rest in peace, my true love, who I took for
Granted most bomb pussy who, because of me
Sleep evaded her shroud is loneliness her
God was listening
Her heaven will be a love without betrayal
Ashes to ashes, dust to side chicks